A douche for a douche
A douche for a douche
Would make a brilliant game of “this or that”?A douche for a douche
With the shite he eats I think he will need something like this…
Can you imagine how long it’d take for the water to run clear? Paisley would be on a hosepipe ban in the middle of winterWith the shite he eats I think he will need something like this…
@Cagayu Can you help with this image ma luvlee ?
Ah, me too. Always on the bad girls bench.@Dawn Dayn ,moon of my life… i cannae start new threads any more “insufficient privileges”
I’m planning next fall ma lovelie.So, anyone doing anything nice for valentine's?
I’m in good company thenAh, me too. Always on the bad girls bench.
Yeah, they definitely haven't been going that long.What I don’t understand is that a couple of days ago he was being all defensive (I know!) about the Christmas Eve boxes and said he always had them as a child and he was just carrying on doing them, so there! (I may be paraphrasing) but, correct me if I am wrong but are Christmas Eve boxes not a relatively new thing (like the last ten years or so?) I have actual offspring and when I first came across Christmas Eve boxes I remember thinking they were a nice thing for kids but mine were probably too old, so never did them (even although they were still actual children) So I think he might have been telling porkies about having them as I child, I really don’t think they were a ‘thing‘ 40 years ago
Margrit has just given us a small glimpse of Christmas at his own hoose. Is it you, or Mr Margrit dressed as santa ma lovelie?Bet he makes Deek wear a Santa outfit and acts out a big scene before getting to give him a rogering.
Oft ma lovelie, Mr Margrit and I are too pished on Christmas Eve to even contemplate a game of hide the sausage.Margrit has just given us a small glimpse of Christmas at his own hoose. Is it you, or Mr Margrit dressed as santa ma lovelie?
*runs off laughing*
We like to play Dawn did all the work, prep and prezzies and is now pissed off.Oft ma lovelie, Mr Margrit and I are too pished on Christmas Eve to even contemplate a game of hide the sausage.
Christmas Eve at our house is me getting pissed with the kids whilst they get ready to go clubbing (I’m not like a regular Mom, I’m a cool Mom! God love them they keep me young) then I pick an argument with the husband, eat my weight in mince pies and them weird creamy crispy cheese ball things and fall asleep with heartburn. Nae an xmas Eve box in sightWe like to play Dawn did all the work, prep and prezzies and is now pissed off.
Tell us you do wear Christmas PJs though?Christmas Eve at our house is me getting pissed with the kids whilst they get ready to go clubbing (I’m not like a regular Mom, I’m a cool Mom! God love them they keep me young) then I pick an argument with the husband, eat my weight in mince pies and them weird creamy crispy cheese ball things and fall asleep with heartburn. Nae an xmas Eve box in sight
I usually fall asleep in a vest and wake up with a tit hanging out I need to get some class and start living life as it should be livedTell us you do wear Christmas PJs though?
That’ll be Santa leaving u hanging outI usually fall asleep in a vest and wake up with a tit hanging out I need to get some class and start living life as it should be lived
Im deadI usually fall asleep in a vest and wake up with a tit hanging out I need to get some class and start living life as it should be lived
The best he has ever looked... bless his wee Celtic coloured sockd